We are constantly in a state of time warp with Amy. I know it's both developmentally and age appropriate that she can't tell how much time is passing, but man is it frustrating! This morning I told her we needed to leave in two minutes to get to running club. Five minutes later she says she's ready to go, and I tell her it's too late, we've missed it. She yells at me that she "only put two things" in her backpack (those two things were apparently scattered through the house, I guess). We give her plenty of warnings, we do our best to move her along but still we all end up frustrated. Putting her shoes on is never less than a 3-5 minute production, most often closer to the 5-minute mark. How is that even possible?!? And yet it's our everyday reality. One regular minute is equal to at least three Amy minutes. But she's growing up more and more all the time, and I know it's just a matter of time before she "gets" this concept and we're all a lot more calm!
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